Chapitre 938: Ruined Plan — Ruined Forest

"Hahaha," the man slapped his thigh before standing up. He had a smirk on his face looking at the flabbergasted group. "You did a very naughty thing yesterday night, one of my dear friends dies, and all he did was try to keep peace in this good ole singing forest. Oh, you just have to kill him, did you know that he has a thing for playing the flute? Heh, who am I kidding, of course, you don't, you people kill mercilessly without a second thought? We barely scraping by, and we don't even have that much expense to buy a gravestone for the... er..." he snapped his fingers a few times.

One of the people in his group noticed his cue before saying, "Loran."